Broken Angels

Broken Angels

They try to fly
above their rainbows
hued with blackness
hidden greys

Splinted wings
despairing sorrow
aching longing
for release

Brokenness
beyond tomorrows
powerless tears
shatter the night

Who will save them
from such torment
will such cries
stay deathly hushed?

Break the silence
shatter the demons
be the one to
save a life

KJS

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Today My Heart Remembered

Thanking God for the gift of memory. Through this precious gift, my heart can still see, hear, feel, and embrace the wonderful ~ treasures of my childhood. Dedicated to my dear mother who suffers with dementia. I will recall and visit your memories, I will tell you your stories so you can visit your precious sun-kissed days.

Today my heart remembered…

Echoes
childhoods past
footprints
in summers
sweet green grass
lazily walking
through fields of wheat
feeling the touch
cool earth on my feet

Untroubled laughter
still winged in the air
carried away
by bluebirds so fare
the songs ~ the carefree
rest in the clouds
released gentle rains
bring rainbows aloud

Splashes of dreams
still ripple in lakes
carried by driftwood
my heart it awakes
reflections in ripples
bless me in poem
through arbor of verse
softly I roam

Sun-kissed days
still shine through greys
stealing small doubts
vining the way
warmth of small smiles
that melt ice of fear
feeling the love
bringing memories near

Blessings
this season
embossed in snowflakes
a gift from my Saviour
His purpose ~ no mistakes
chapters of life
He allows me to share
carefully chosen
gift wrapped with care
KJS©

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Refined Rainbows

Amble down
the cobblestones
patterns change
my every step
colours blend with
cold grey stone
crumbling beneath
worn shoes

Pigments mixed
between the cracks
confuse the artist
of the canvas
portrait of the
life now shades
under tones
of sadness

Never change
the canvas
for in it
lies their soul
mix the colours
blend the hues
with fashion
refined rainbows

KJS©

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The Golden Years? (Stairways of Silent Tears)

2 Timothy 2:3 (NLV)

Take your share of suffering as a good soldier of Jesus Christ.

 

God bless our dear #seniors who have given their lives and have sacrificed so much to raise their families. Seniors need our #love, #care and #companionship. Let us all remember, if the Lord terries one day we to will be a #senior.

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Through aged eyes they see strangers,
where is the family that they have borne?

Long hallways of endless panels,
take the place of delightful garden paths

longing for companionship,
an endless stairway of silent tears

The desire to visit the old homestead,
in its place just shadows of the past

Days and weeks blend into years,
happiness fading into loneliness

Gnarled hands that yearn for touch,
once worked hard to raise a family

Straining for sound of child’s footsteps…
only voices of the past linger in their mind

Dear souls who gave so much, now are given less, 
where is the family that they have borne?

So much is taken but how much is given?
love~respect~honour-! this is their right, is their cry

Todays ~ tomorrows turn into yesterdays~
memories they ache to share

Tenderly with helplessness their hearts cry out,
just take a moment~ can you spare a minute?

Through aged eyes they see strangers
Oh where is the family that they have borne?

KJS

Stairs of Silent Tears

 

Ephesians 6:2 (KJV)

Honour thy father and mother; which is the first commandment with promise;

 

These years of the elderly, are so fragile and a time in life when they need to be surrounded by #love #family #support #affection and #kindness,. Don’t let their last years of life slip away being left alone left with a “stairway of silent tears” #Help remove the shackles of loneliness and neglect, and replace them with compassion and embrace time spent with them.

God bless

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Raindrops and Miracles

The heaviness of rain hangs in the balance ~

grey clouds are confused of their task for the day.

Humidity arrives early and clings to my skin.

Maple leaves are still, no stirring from wind that is wished upon them.

 

 

A slow distant rumble in the sky ~ that is now tucked

in with blankets of grey patched clouds.

I want to write but my thoughts are on the peradventure!

 

The steady drone of chorused air conditioners ~

a despairing reminder of the unwanted city life.

Fingers of lightening tickle the sky, from beneath the covers 

of clouds ~ a deep throated laughter brings taunting rain drops.

 

Birds take flight to the shelter of nest.

A few drops of rain tease kissing my skin, the heavens open ~

sheets of relief pelt the dry awaiting earth! 

Running for cover I grab my journal of thoughts, while observing the rain 

as it unites and embraces the earth. 

 

As quick as it starts it has ended. The blanket of empty 

clouds have rolled back revealing sun and a pastel rainbow! 

Slowly song birds return ~ drinking the raindrops from the leaves.

Again the earth rejoices with rejuvenation ~

The glorious miracle of blessings!

 

 Kathy J Snow©

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